Okay! Final chapter. I have to say I like this story (well I'm the author but still) and I'm sad I couldn't have written it as well as I would have liked. But for a first story, I'm happy with it. My next one will be called Protect. I think it'll be a humor/romance. I'd love to see Fenris as a daddy XD

Anyway! Thank you all for the kind and helpful reviews and thank you quiet people who subscribed to this story. I hope you enjoyed it.

I don't own anything, so please enjoy.

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Hawke

They weren't going to have some fancy wedding. She and Fenris just wanted to make it official. No big party or fancy gowns. The only thing they wished to do was go speak to the Grand Cleric and have the marriage contract drawn up. Even if there wouldn't be a ceremony, Hawke still felt giddy. She was going to be Fenris's, and he her's. They both agreed that having children wouldn't be the best idea. If it happened it happened but they did not expect it. Hawke's dreams with Valko were enough for her.

But Orsino and Meredith were arguing outside the Chantry.

"I will have the tower searched and uproot the blood mages you are hiding Orsino!"

"You can't do that! You're searching for evil when there is none!"

Hawke wanted to take her love, spin on her heel, and pretend she never saw this happen. Instead, she was diplomatic and stood between them.

"The way you two go at it, people will talk," She wiggled her eyebrows at them and heard Fenris chuckle behind her.

The Knight Commander and First Enchanter glared at her. They both started yelling at once and Hawke rubbed her temples. Not this mess again. Not today of all days. Can't she go a day without this worn out debate about Mages and Templars?

What's worse, Carver stood behind Meredith. He gave her a cold stare, daring her to turn against her own family for her people. Fenris stood beside her and gently rubbed her lower back, making her blush. He knew what calmed her down. Carver's hair almost rose along with his anger at the elf.

"How dare you touch my sister you knife eared bastard," you couldn't see the iris of his eyes through his narrowed lids. Hawke rolled her eyes.

"Oh shut up Carver. Nothing ever pleases you. But let me be happy." He was about to speak when she raised a hand and cut him off. "This is why I didn't take you to the Deep Roads. You're too childish."

He raged and lunged at her. She stepped aside, placed a hand on the back of his armor, and shoved him to the ground. She glared at the Knight Commander, whose mouth was half open in shock.

"You claim Mages are a threat when I myself wield magic, but it's a Templar who charged at me. And did I even have to use magic as a defense? When you can control your own, then go after mine." Hawke stared at her, daring a remark. Carver got on his hands and knees, shaking with both anger and humiliation. Hawke helped him up despite his protests and she gave him a hug, surprising everyone but Fenris.

"Sister?" He stood stricken between anger and confusion.

"You're my brother, Carver. I love you. Be mad if you want to. Thank you for worrying about me." Her hug tightened and Carver's eyes softened. He gently patted her back and then pried himself from her.

Meredith was not touched by this.

"If you are quite finished, Champion, there are much more urgent matters." She pointed at Orsino. "This threat you all posses is a curse none of you are free from. Your own Mother was killed by a mage and yet you do nothing about this ordeal."

"She would brand us all villains when it is not so!" Orsino huffed and turned to the Chantry. "This is getting us nowhere. The Grand Cleric will help resolve this."

Meredith looked appalled." You will not drag her Grace into this!"

"Grand Cleric cannot help you." Anders stood from a crowd. As he delivered a monolog, Hawke leaned into Fenris's strong chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and they listened to everything going on. Hawke knew now wasn't the time, but she was just so tired of these debates. But something Anders said caught her attention and she tore herself from the bliss of Fenris's embrace. "There can be no turning back…"

"Anders, what have you done?"

Everything was gone.

There was a brilliant and beautiful red light that severed the Chantry. Everything was mute and Hawke could feel the heat brush her skin. The proud building was reduced to rubble. The column of red light stretched up into the sky, Hawke didn't notice how far. The stones were splitting and everything was dispersed. Rocks, chunks of the building, possibly bones flew in every direction. As Hawke blinked, she noticed just how little time it took to destroy a building that had been a symbol of peace and hope to the citizens of Kirkwall. Anders had his back to the now empty space. He didn't even look at the wreckage he had caused. Hawke took a step toward the space and then turned to the mage.

"You fool! You've doomed us all!" Orsino's disbelief and rage were the first things Hawke heard.

"We were already doomed…A quick death now or a slow one later, but I'd rather go down fighting." Anders looked dejected. Hawke was starting to see the intensity of this situation.

She just came here to be married!

Now she was being asked to pick sides to a war she didn't want a part in!

"Well, Champion, you see now? This is why mages cannot roam free! I am activating the Right of Annulment. The Circle will be dissolved." Meredith's voice rang out triumphant. Hawke wanted to strangle her.

"The Circle didn't even do this! Champion, you can't let her kill people for their only apparent crime of being born!" Orsino looked at her with desperation. She knew if there was a war she would side with the Mages, even if it meant against her brother. Looking at Carver, his eyes implored her to join him. He didn't want to fight her either.

But she was a Mage. Her place was with them.

"This won't be easy, but I'll stand by you." Orsino's face lit up and he held his hands to the sky.

"Praise the Maker!"

Meredith and he argued some more, and Hawke looked to her friend who were gathered around her. Fenris shook his head, smiling.

"It's a mistake, but I won't abandon you." He nodded at her and she flashed a smile. Everyone was going to stand by her. Even Isabela.

Orsino and their group fought off the Templars as Carver and Meredith departed quickly to begin the war. Hawke blasted spells and didn't think about making sure everyone was healed. Luckily, no one was seriously hurt and they were happy to use their own skills without her help. Fenris cleaved his way through their armor and Isabela engaged the stronger ones in a dance of death. Varric picked the confused and dazzled victims off with Bianca and Sebastian did the same with his Grandfather's bow. Avaline charged, drawing the attention of most of the Templars as Merill shot lightning and encased them in rock.

As the last of them fell Hawke looked at Anders. Orsino left his fate in her hands as he went to retrieve as many of the Mages from the tower as he could before Meredith got there. She looked at him sadly and sat by him.

"There's nothing you can say that I haven't said to myself a hundred times. This is what I was meant to do for our people. This is Justice."

Hawke just sat there. She wanted to set him on fire and call him stupid for ruined any and all chance at peace. But that would be too good for him.

"Anders, I trusted you. After all we've done, after everything our merry group of misfits have done, why would you put us all at risk like this?" Her voice was smooth, no harsh tone was mixed in and no happiness was present. Just smooth of all emotion.

"What if you tried to stop me? Or-"

"Stop you? Why on Earth would we stop you from killing innocent people? What kind of monsters do you take us for?" She snapped at him. Her smooth tone crashing under the weight of her distaste.

"Or," He ignored her outburst. "What if you tried to help? I couldn't let you do that." He hung his head and fidgeted with his hands. "Kill me if you want and be done with it."

Hawke thought before she did anything. She wanted to kill him for this. It was her (sort of) Wedding Day for Andraste's sake! But rage would not help her now. Now, she needed all the help she could get. And if it pissed off Sebastian then so be it.

"You're going to fix this mess you've started or you're going to get the hell away from here, understand?"

"You…you mean I can fight with you?" He looked at her, his face full of surprise. She gave a curt nod and listened to Sebastian's rant. She dismissed the prince, but Fenris took him aside. Promising after this mess he could have the abomination. This seemed to please him and Hawke decided that, if Anders survived, he would have to deal with the Holy judgment of Sebastian in Starkhaven.

They made a plan.

Fenris

Hawke let him live, that came as no surprise. As they divided their group, he was surprised to see she chose to take Anders, Varric, and himself. Why Anders? He assumed it was for his healing. Healing did exhaust Hawke. Avaline took Merill and went to the Keep. Most likely to get the guards. Isabela and Sebastian went on ahead to the Gallows, trying to thin out as many of the Templars as they could for Hawke from a safe distance.

Varric spoke to Hawke. Asking her if this was such a good idea. She laughed and told him it probably wasn't, but she wasn't known for picking the easy decisions. Fenris had to admit she had a point. Here he was, fighting for everything that ruined his life. All for the one who is giving him his life. Hawke was a strange woman, but he swore to protect her so he will.

And arrow whizzed past the Abomination, but Fenris caught it before Varric and Hawke turned around. He expertly threw it back toward where it came; a short gurgle followed, coming from the window of one of the High Town mansions. A man with a bow fell down and arrow in his throat. Varric gave an impressed whistle and drew Bianca.

"Well, the city's ready for War. Shall we, Milady Hawke?" He made this sound so light. Fenris had to laugh at the situation. He had come here with Hawke to be bound to her forever, and instead they take part in a war of Mages and Templars. Only Hawke had these sorts of problems.

"Let's just get this over with," She rolled her eyes and they took off.

Everyone felt a little depressed when they saw the Hanged Man in flames. What a pity. But the good news is, Varric wouldn't have to pay off his tab.

As they walked, Anders stopped. Motioning Hawke towards him. He made it painfully obvious he wanted to speak to her alone, but Fenris folded his arms and stared straight at them. Not letting them out of his range of hearing or sight. Anders sighed in annoyance and spoke anyway.

"Hawke, you spared me. No one else would have done that after what I've done."

"Don't feel relieved yet, Sebastian still gets a crack at you when this is over."

"I…I know. But Hawke, I want to apologize for what happened years ago. When you threw me out. I didn't have any right at all to act the way I did. And even after that, you didn't kill me. I don't deserve a friend like you."

"Well, you had enough bruises from everyone else. But Anders, why bring this up now?"

Anders grabbed her arms.

"Hawke, I lo-"

Anders was knocked back. Fenris was standing where he had been a short breath ago. His arms out, protecting his Hawke. The same way Valko had done in the Fade. Anders flashed blue but again willed it down.

"Don't touch her, Mage." His voice rasped from his throat. Hawke put a gentle hand on his shoulder and he relaxed.

"I-Right. Sorry." He dusted himself off. "Hawke, it's a good thing you're here to collar that Dog."

Hawke gripped his shoulder tightly. He felt her annoyance toward the Mage and he knew she was holding the both of them back.

"Anders. Fight with us or get out of here. Do not pick a fight with me. I will obliterate you." With that, she turned back to Varric and they started to walk toward the Gallows. Anders shook his head and followed, but Fenris pulled him back.

"What is it you want from her?" Fenris gave him a sideways glance as they walked. Anders shrugged.

"I love her." He shook his head and his pace slowed. "And after what you've done, I thought maybe there was a chance for me."

"Chance? You know we are engaged, yes?" Fenris was baffled. He didn't expect this mage to be so open.

"So they say," Anders waved it off. "But you are not married. Thank the Maker for coincidence."

Fenris straightened up.

"Mage's rights were not your only goal in the Chantry's destruction." He stated flatly.

"Why should you bind her to you? What do you have to offer her?"

A bolt passed between them.

"Blondie, Broody, if your done, we have a battle." Varric had a warning tone. If either of them picked a fight right now he'd shoot them both in the crotch just to hear something other than their jelousy.

"Right."

Fenris defended them all. He was the sole Warrior in their group. Drawing the attention of the horde of shades, he barely moved a fraction before they dropped dead. Some on fire, some struck by lightning, the rest by a hail of arrows. It was a truly uneventful. As they stepped over the bodies and made their way to the boat (Where Isabela waited for them), Fenris noticed Anders was staring at Hawke's back very intently.

Suddenly he glowed. Justice taking over his body.

"Hawke." She turned to him and rolled her eyes.

"We gotta talk about this glowing thing Anders."

"You have been to the Fade often. Why? Are you consorting with demons?"

Hawke tensed. Her eyes narrowed at him and she smacked the butt of her staff onto the stone pavement. The Abomination drew his weapon and took a stance, his voice echoing from the spirit.

"That's my own damned business. If you want a fight then fight for the mages, aren't they your cause?"

That made him stop and the glowing flickered.

"If there is a demon, you are a threat. But I can overlook it until Justice has been delivered." Anders came back, rubbing his forehead. Fenris grabbed him by the collar, ignoring Varric completely.

"Your control is faltering. Fix it, or I swear to Andraste I'll send you into the void with your skin inside out if you so much as look at her the wrong way." He spit on the ground next to Anders. Hawke just rubbed her head.

"I thought we were fighting a war? Anders, when we get on the ship, stay with Isabela. Help them out; we can go on ahead. I know some healing. And this little rant between you two has gotten old. Fenris, please let him go. No need to hurt our ally, we don't exactly have an abundance of powerful people on our side" She sounded like a mother separating children at the playground. "And Varric, say one word and Bianca will miss you dearly." The dwarf swallowed and nodded.

They all silently boarded the small ship.

Fenris stood by Hawke at the railing. He put a hand on top of hers and they looked at the Gallows. Soon there would be a fight, and soon his mage would be in danger. He wasn't going to let anything happen to her. He was her warrior.

The trip was short, and they stepped into the square. Orsino looked relieved to see her.

"Champion! Thank the Maker you're alright," He raced down the steps to greet them.

The clicking of heels and clanks of metal followed behind their small group. Meredith clapped sarcastically. Fenris stood by Hawke as she and Orsino stared at each other. He didn't care a thing for Meredith, nor for Orsino, so he took his place by Hawke.

She stepped between the two.

"I am sick of this. You," She pointed at Meredith, "Are a controlling bitch and you," She pointed at Orsino, "Are a whiney brat. Both of you are wrong and both of you are killing people who didn't have to die!"

"The Grand Cleric was killed by a mage, the people demand-" Hawke cut the Knight Commander off.

"What people? The Nobles of Hightown? The people of Lowtown? The unfortunate in Darktown, or the elves in the Alienage? They want this city to improve! The Chantry being gone is a tragedy, one that could have been avoided." She took a shaky breath to calm herself and she gave Meredith her reasonable glare. "But to kill people for the crime of being born… that is not justice."

Meredith glared back. Fenris knew now why he didn't like her. Her eyes measured you, put a value on you. Those were a slaver's eyes. She looked down on Hawke, and that made him angry.

"You were never a part of this Circle, but you will share their fate." With that, she turned back to Orsino.

"So what now, do we fight here?" He gestured to the area around them. Fenris noticed the same look in his eyes.

"Go, ready your people. We will fight then." And she left.

He saw Hawke let out a sigh. He patted her shoulder.

"It will be alright, Hawke. I am here." He gave her a side hug awkwardly and she laughed. A sound he hadn't heard in a long while.

"I don't want to do this. I've fought with so many mages and templars already, I don't care anymore…" She rested her head on his shoulder. "I want to move after this. Just get my Mabari, some books, and go someplace quiet."

Fenris had an idea. But he'd save it for later.

"Do we still side with the Mages? Or would you like to go before the final battle?"

Varric laughed.

"Hawke, leaving a fight? THAT'S a story no one would believe." He chuckled and so did Hawke.

"Well, you heard the Dwarf. I can't say I'll be a part of a fight and not show up. That's a pretty lame story."

Hawke

They walked up with Orsino, and he shut the gate behind them. He went to speak to the mages. He told them to run, run as far away as they could and spread the word to revolt. Hawke asked if they had a chance at all. He only smiled sadly and said maybe.

"Go, talk to your friends. They'll need to know our chances too." Hawke nodded respectfully as he left her. She went first to Avaline.

"Go, take Donnic and get out of here." She held up a hand to stop her protest. "I know Avaline. I'm not stupid." Avaline touched her stomach and looked at Hawke. She sighed and gave a half smile.

"Can't get anything past you, Hawke. Thank you," She nodded, her gratitude earnest. "I'll get the guards to protect civilians, the Knight Commander will have support from us." Hawke gave the Guardswoman a bear hug. Avaline chuckled. "If it's a girl, she'll be named after you." Hawke laughed and the two women separated. Avaline gave her a bow and left. Taking the path into Hightown, disappearing behind fire and debris.

Isabela was next.

"Wow, Lady Man-Hands has a bun in the oven does she? Poor kid," She laughed and shrugged. "It won't have a choice about fighting. But Hawke, listen, about the deal with the Arishok, I want you to know I'm staying. I won't run off on you again." She stuck out her lower lip. "I still need to sleep with Fenris. If you're considering a three-some, you know where to find me." She winked.

"Actually no, I don't," Laughed Hawke. "The Hanged Man might be a little destroyed."

"Oh that's right! Poo. Well then, I guess we'll meet up at the Blooming Rose?" They both laughed and Isabela whipped a tear from her eye. "Oh Hawke, I'm glad I've got a friend like you. Even if you won't sleep with me. But I promise you, I won't run away. You're in too deep for me to leave you alone." A serious note from Isabela meant this was really bad. Hawke gave her a hug and Isabela mumbled something about leaving her life on the line and all she gets is a hug. Hawke laughed and let her go.

Next was Sebastian.

The two have never really spoken. He just nodded. "Andraste guide us, Hawke. It's hard to fight beside you when you've spared a man who's murdered such a wonderful woman, but I trust you. Let us all come out of this alive. And if one must die, I know it's a sin to hope for, but let it be the Mage Anders. Amen." He gave a small bow.

"You have to let me come see your palace when you get Starkhaven back, Princey." He blushed as she gave him a small hug.

Next came Merill.

"Does all this feel like a dream? I feel like I've forgotten something important…" Her innocent voice gripped Hawke's heart. She had dragged such a sweet girl into a war that could cost her life. Either in battle or on the chance Meredith won she would share the fate of the Circle.

"Merill, run if you want. You don't have to be a part of this. Just pretend it was a dream." Hawke smiled sadly. She didn't expect Merill to give her a stinging slap across her face. Surprised, she touched her cheek.

"Hawke, stop protecting me. If I didn't want to defend my people, I wouldn't be here." The elf gave her a tight hug and Hawke struggled to breath. "I'm here for you, better or worse. That's what friends are for."

Hawke smiled at her friend and nodded. Her cheek stung, but she was happy Merill, Sebastian, and Isabela were going to stay by her side. She missed Avaline already.

Next came her favorite Dwarf.

"Nervous Hawke?" She smiled happily.

"Of course, but what about you? You and Bianca going to be alright out there?" He gasped dramatically.

"Hawke! You wound us!" he stroked his cross bow gently. "Bianca and I will be fine. But I don't want this to be the last story of yours I tell. I still need to tell the people about you and your broody elf and the many confused children you both will have." Seeing her wince, he bit his tongue.

"Stay safe, okay? You still owe me five sovereigns." She winked at him and he chuckled, still not believe that damned elf won it back.

Next was Anders.

She nodded at him and he bowed his head. She started to walk toward Fenris but Anders started to speak. She stopped and respectfully listened to her old friend.

"Hawke I-I just want to thank you. For this. You're fighting for the rights of our people, even after what I did. You're truly a wonderful woman Hawke, Fenris doesn't know how lucky he is." She smiled. He was actually not being an ass. He was finally being a friend. "Hawke, whatever happens, thank you for being here till the end."

"Anders, what you did was stupid beyond measure. But I need your help in this, or else I could lose you all. Go find Avaline and help her. She should be at the Keep. Please," she almost begged him, "I need her to be alright. She's got a baby." Anders's eyes widened at the news and he nodded, understanding.

Hawke knew Avaline didn't need help, but she was worried. And she didn't need Anders going Justice and killing them all. As he departed for the Keep, he took her hand and kissed it. She could feel the hatred Fenris had for him at that moment, but Hawke just told him goodbye. And she hoped they met again under better circumstances.

Then there was Fenris.

No words were needed. He held her close and kissed her deeply. Passion overtaking them and she could have melted into his strong arms. He was lanky, but she felt the muscles on his body and his heartbeat through his lips. He was pumped up for this fight, and he was determined not to be shooed away like the Guardswoman and the Mage.

As they broke apart, he whispered into her ear; "Promise me you won't die? I can't bear the thought of living without you…" He tightened his grip as he felt her shiver at his warm breath on her ear.

She looked up into his green eyes.

"I don't make that promise unless you do."

"Nothing will keep me from you." They kissed again, but not as long. "Hawke…"

"If you dump me now I swear I will kill you six times over." She glared at him darkly and he laughed.

"No, I would never be that stupid twice. Hawke, when this is over, let's leave this forsaken city." He pressed his forehead onto hers and she smiled brightly, like a child being promised a puppy.

"Where will we go?"

"Ferelden, Denerim, I don't care where." His eyes softened for her, imploring her to listen closely. "I will gladly walk into the void with you, Hawke. I know… I know I haven't said this. And I know it might mean little now. But I love you, Hawke." He slipped a pure silver ring on her finger so stealthily she almost didn't notice. Tears filled her eyes and her smile only widened. The ring was smooth, and it shown with a pure white gleam. It was simple, but it was perfect. She felt the inside on her finger. It felt like something was engraved.

"I love you too, Fenris."

Marks like his own Lyrium were etched on the inside. When she wore it, she could feel Lyrium boosting her powers. It was a gorgeous ring, and it felt powerful. Just like him. It didn't matter what happened now. It didn't matter that they won. She lost none of her friends. And she was happy. Valko had moved on from the Fade to where ever Bethany was, and Hawke found out later Carver had joined them. Fenris held her as she cried for him, but she knew it would be okay. Everything was alright. No matter where she was, no matter who stayed and who left, she would always be with the one she loved.

There was no ice in their eyes. There was no cold touches, there wasn't any harsh words. They were complete. They were happy.

It was a happy ending.

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Thank you everyone who stuck with this story. If I have any loose ends please tell me and I'll rewrite it. But this is the last chapter! :D time to make Valko important in my next story. Also, wasn't this a nice and long chapter? I think I did well with it. I know it was rushed a little but hey, I think it was a nice story. (Again, I'm the author so it doesn't count.) Love it? Hate it? Don't care? Let me know what you think in the reviews! Thank you all for the constructive criticism and the kind words. You're all awesome.

Even you, silent people. Even you.

~Eddie